A strange aura spread in all directions, the source of which was Fang Yun's Voice of the Sage Path. Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Everyone saw that in the originally blue water, there were actually some tiny golden lights, sparkling like golden fish scales.
Then, the entire Subjugation Hall trembled.
Everyone realized that something had happened and looked around.
Many scholars did not care about what was happening outside. They were focused on studying the phrase, "give someone a taste of their own medicine."
"Fang Xusheng's wonderful words set the world in stone. Well said, well done. As scholars, if they were dissatisfied, they could have a literary competition, a literary duel, or even a literary battle. But if they throw feces in front of someone else's door just because they are from a powerful family, and repeatedly, making them eat it is the best punishment! Only in this way can they remember their mistakes and correct them! This is following the Sage Path of Confucius. This is what it means to treat people with their own medicine! "
"That's right! The best way to treat people with their own medicine is to give them a taste of their own medicine! Fang Xusheng is too merciful. If it were me, I would let them live in a cesspool for ten years if they liked to throw feces at others! "
"The militarists always say that our Confucian school is too weak, but Fang Xusheng's words are like knives. He understands the true meaning of Confucius! This Old Man dares to say that these words will be passed down through the ages and live up to the Voice of the Sage Path! "
"No wonder Fang Xusheng has always been patient. He is Xusheng, and a member of the Hanlin Academy. Once he speaks the Voice of the Sage Path, the power it contains is incomparably terrifying. Even if Mo Yao is a Grand Scholar, his literary courage will be affected! "
"Look at Mo Yao."
Everyone saw that Mo Yao's body was trembling slightly. The chains on his body were rattling, and his head was shaking. His expression was one of extreme pain. The wounds on his body burst open, and faint traces of blood spread out in the water.
"What a pity …" Wei Huangan sighed.
"There is nothing to pity. A mere newly promoted scholar dared to compete with Fang Xusheng. Naturally, this is his fate. Sigh, sigh, sigh. "
"It's not good to attack anyone. He just had to attack Fang Xusheng. If he wanted to survive this, there were only two paths. Or he could bow down to Fang Yun and admit his mistake. But from then on, he would always bow down to Fang Xusheng. Then the courage of the writer would be broken. The other way is to annotate the words of other Confucius Saints and obtain the Voice of the Divine Path as well as refute Fang Xusheng's annotations. "
"With Moyao's ability, she can't even explain Half-saint's words. How can you explain the words of Confucius, let alone the voice of the Divine Path? "
"He's still stubbornly holding on and refusing to admit his wrongs. I think … Mo Yao is doomed."
"That's good too. Let the scholars of the Bloodlight Ancient Lands learn their lesson! Moyao must have noticed that Fang Xusheng is uneasy and seems to have fallen into a strange state. She wanted to use this to attack Fang Xusheng and destroy his courage of the writer and even his Divine Path. But she never thought that Fang Xusheng would give her a taste of her own medicine. She let her courage of the writer and the Divine Path be damaged. "
"Fang Xusheng is really kind. He was almost forced into a corner, but he still didn't want to destroy Moyao's courage of the writer. But Moyao didn't know how to adapt to the situation, which forced Fang Xusheng to retaliate. U8 Sigh! "
While the scholars were discussing, Xiong Tu suddenly shouted, "Why is the power of the Ancestor Emperor decreasing?!"
Everyone took a closer look. It was just as Xiong Tu said. The power of the Ancestor Emperor was less than half of what it used to be. The power that was originally ink-like had decreased by a lot.
The monsters were absorbing less power, which meant that they needed more time to break free from the chains!
"Bastard! It must be caused by the sage voice. Humans and monsters can't coexist. Fang Yun, you bastard! "Xiong Sha cursed angrily.
"It's over. What if we die from the punishment?" Xiong Sha was flustered and exasperated.
All the Bear Demon cursed, while the four ancient monster kings looked at each other. Three of the ancient monster kings looked at the Ancient Cuttlefish King.
The Ancient Cuttlefish King's face was filled with shame. His ten tentacles were gently floating between the chains. Then, he looked at Moyao and scolded, "Trash!"
The scholars in the Bloodlight Ancient Land couldn't understand the ancient monster language, but Meng Jingye and Zeng Yue were from the quasi-saint families. Although they couldn't speak the ancient monster language, they could understand some words.
Meng Jingye frowned and said, "Mo Yao, why did the Ancient Squid King call you trash, and with a tone of exasperation? Could it be that he used the advantage of the Water Clan to secretly send a message to you, asking you to provoke a conflict between us humans?"
Wei Huangan suddenly understood and said, "No wonder! No wonder! Moyao has always planned before taking action. He rarely takes the initiative to attack others. Even to me, he hides a needle in silk floss. But just now, when he was so aggressive towards Fang Yun, I always felt that it was strange. Now, I understand! So Moyao has been bought over! "
"Nonsense!" Lian Pingchao was the angriest.
"Moyao is a scholar after all. Fang Yun didn't have the intention to kill him, so the Voice of the Sage shouldn't have caused him so much pain. It seems that it's because he has the intention to harm Fang Xusheng that the Voice of the Sage targeted him! In the eyes of the Voice of the Sage, he's the same as the power of the Ancestor Emperors, a threat to Fang Xusheng! "
"People can slip up, but the Voice of the Sage will never make mistakes!"
"I see. Unfortunately, Brother Moyao … is doomed. "Even though Yun Zhaochen had cut off all ties with Moyao, he didn't rejoice in his misfortune. He only felt pity.
"I thought I would defeat him. I didn't expect him to be so stupid as to attack Xusheng! Moyao, oh Moyao, you were smart all your life, but now you're stupid. Do you think the human Sages are blind? Do you think the human scholars are all idiots? If Fang Yun didn't have the strength to become Xusheng, you wouldn't have a chance. The scholars of Saint Yuan Continent would have already cursed him to death! The fact that he's still alive now is enough to prove that Xusheng's position is worthy of his name! "
Although Wei Huangan felt that it was a pity, there was a hint of disappointment in his voice. It was as if he felt that it was a shame to compete with such a person for the title of Bloodlight Ancient Land.
After Wei Huangan finished speaking, none of Moyao's friends refuted him. Whether it was Tang Jianqiu or Lian Pingchao, they couldn't say anything. Wei Huangan's words were too reasonable. If Fang Yun was easy to get along with, he wouldn't have been forced to the Bloodlight Ancient Land. Wouldn't it be easier to settle things in Saint Yuan Continent?
However, now that the three of them had cut off all ties with Yun Zhaochen, it was equivalent to cutting off all ties with Fang Yun. No matter what, they couldn't praise Fang Yun anymore, let alone lower their heads. Once they did, they would definitely regret it and doubt themselves. This was the most dangerous thing on the path of the Sage.
For example, the art of "All is Fair in War" could deceive others, but it couldn't deceive oneself. Once one doubted themselves, the foundation of the Sage Path would gradually collapse.
"Pfft …"
Moyao's body trembled violently, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood. It was like a red mist rolling in the sea, gradually fading away.
"Crack …"
A faint cracking sound echoed in the Hall of Sins.
The sea water in the Hall of Sins shook violently.
"Fang Yun! This Old Man will not live under the same sky as you! "Moyao roared, and his eyes turned red as he fainted.
Wei Huangan nodded and said, "That's right. The sound was faint, crisp, but not heavy. The gall bladder only had a crack, but it didn't split open. If there's a chance, it can be repaired. It's not a disgrace to the title of the number one scholar of the Bloodlight Ancient Land. Even if he dies, I will write an obituary for him."
The scholars rolled their eyes at Wei Huangan.
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